Lay Of The Land lyrics

LayLayLayArmageddonThis beautiful treeBoo hooGive up livingAmpleEyeThey give inOn the buses, up the stairBy the televisionPretend to learnWhere’s the lay of the landMy sonWhere’s the lay of the landMy sonWhat’s the lie of the landMy sonThe last briton on the streetHe’s in a radio fuzzHe’s dead and beatNo longer reflects our daft fateWe’ll leave this cityHit a quick coach, take the town in surreyThere’s no-one here but crooks and deathKerb-crawlers,of the worst orderWhere’s the lay of the landMy sonWhat’s the lie of the landMy sonEldritch houseWith green mossSound of ordinary on the wavesTiles drip from it’s roofHome secretary has a weird lookWhere’s the lay of the landMy sonWhat’s the lie of the landMy sonThe good book of johnSurrounds the sonSound of ordinary on the wavesItalic scribble on horizonWhen the height of culture is a bad stewSpace bores, government disorderIndian clerk, low-calorie drinkWhere’s the lay of the landWhere children circle in cyclesGiving jokes ad libBy bearded writersWho defected toHigher realmsAdvertising realmsWhere’s the lay of the landMy sonWhat’s the lie of the landMy son(people laughing..people fighting..people watching)Between the ticker and the mind lies an air-block of wind
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/f/fall/lay_of_the_land.html ]